(Just loving Eduardo Rodriquez Calzado’s art.)
What is really going on here? What is this battle really about?
What are the global control-seeking freaks after?
You.
They want you.
It’s astounding really. That those with power and means who can move around the planet in private planes, doing whatever they wish, want you.
What is it about you?
What do you have that’s so wanted? Why do they have to work so hard to get it? Why are they willing to risk being seen and so, vilified in their seen-ness, to get a hold of it?
They are risking everything to get to you.
There is obviously something essential about you they want. About us.
Whatever that essentialness is, it’s required for them to obtain, in order to succeed.
Succeed at what? They already have far more in worldly goods, in influence and power than most of us can even imagine. Right?
So what do you have that they don’t have? What do we have that they need?
Because those guys who seemingly have everything, don’t have something we have and they need it.
Whatever that is, its essential to your you-ness.
Whatever that is, it’s obviously very valuable.
Whatever that is it’s a wrench in their works.
More than all the money and all the power they presently wield - that want that.
They know that if they can’t capture that essential you-ness, it spells their end and the end of their spell.
It suggests we don’t need to turn the tables; the tables are already turned. We have what they need. We just didn’t realize it. (Well, we’ve been busy watching the world fall down.)
What is it?
I can’t name it but I can know it and even nameless I can claim it I can grow it and I can wield it that essential part of me
It’s like an eternal fire or flame. Always burning, though sometimes imperceptibly.
When we notice it - this ever burning light - it brightens because we are noticing our essence.
It’s the slightest thing - paying attention to it. A lot of muck has been placed over it and a lot of effort expended to keep our attention away from it.
But there it is. This fire burns, connected to a Source that never goes out. Whatever that life-animating Source is, we’re that.
Of course we’re that this essence is what they need in order for them to succeed in a synthetic world of algorithms and machine first they need our light
No accident, being in Nature acts as kindling to this inner flame.
Our essence contains the opposite of what they envision - a predictable, cold, flat world, where orders are followed by programmable minds. Where digital screens suck in infinitely creative beings who die a slow death, without even noticing.
On the other hand, our essence is mysterious, life-giving and supportive. Unpredictable as fuck and so, at times messy and dangerous. It inspires and creates, it destroys and builds back up, it exists outside of time and space and knows no matter what - this light - it can’t go out.
That’s what they don’t have or simply can’t have while pursuing their slave-world goals. (You can’t be a light and try to kill off humanity at the same time.)
So, it’s simple really. We don’t give ourselves up. We don’t hand ourselves over anymore. We protect our precious and fierce light.
We recognize our essentialness and we claim it as our own.
We tend to it, we grow it. We shine it.
Of course it’s not always going to be easy, but it is simple.
They want you and your light.
Don’t give it to them.
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They lack a real self... They depend on the outside world to justify their power. Internally they lack any power or will. They lack a "soul", which is why they seek to control others who have one.
Great explanation here:
https://devaraj2.substack.com/p/the-aggressive-type-updated
Great quote from the movie tombstone:
Wyatt Earp:
What makes a man like Ringo, Doc? What makes him do the things he does?
Doc Holliday:
A man like Ringo has got a great big hole, right in the middle of himself. And he can never kill enough, or steal enough, or inflict enough pain to ever fill it.
Wyatt Earp:
What does he want?
Doc Holliday:
Revenge.
Wyatt Earp:
For what?
Doc Holliday:
Bein' born.
I have been sitting here wondering what they want with us, besides our demise. The separating of the essential spirit which we embody from the soul-less darkness of those whom we allow to lord over us is moving at warp speed and showing the true colors of everyone on the planet. I am choosing light and life. And I am choosing to be a giant pain in the ass to those evil bastards.